Pas: Taing Care of Nana

PAS:Taking Care of Nana, Part 1

COVID-19. The deadly disease that circled the globe over a year-long period starting in 2019 was rumored to have been started as a bio-weapon by the Chinese government. It's origin was discovered to be a government-funded lab, funded in part by the US Government, to do gain-of-function research... research to make naturally occurring animal viruses more infectious among humans.

The disease spread rapidly around the world in the first few months and when the first wave had passed, there were 759 million cases around the world with 6.87 million deaths. Luckily, scientists were able to determine how the virus infected the human body and developed multiple vaccines using Messenger RNA (mRNA) technology.

An mRNA vaccine gives cells instructions for how to make the S protein found on the surface of the COVID-19 virus. After vaccination, the body's muscle cells begin making the protein pieces and showing them on cell surfaces. This causes the body to create antibodies. These antibodies are used to help clear out the virus once someone becomes infected.

Once the protein pieces are made, the cells break down the instructions and get rid of them. The mRNA in the vaccine doesn't enter the nucleus of the cell, where DNA is kept.

As time wore on, the virus mutated, with future strains becoming less and less deadly, but still spreading rapidly. Doctors had found that the immunizations waned over time, too. So new variations of the vaccines were developed and used as boosters.

However, with the vaccines' rapid development and release needed to save lives, the vaccine itself caused side-effects that were unknown, until the vaccine was widely released. One side-effect, which affected about one one-thousandth of one percent of the population that received it, caused Persistent Arousal Syndrome... or PAS. Over two thousand people in the United States alone were left to suffer.

While PAS did affect both genders, it was far more common in women and included symptoms such as tingling in the genital areas, vaginal lubrication, unpredictable or even spontaneous orgasms, and under extreme duress, unpredictable and wild behavior.

Doctors have been unable to determine how the vaccine causes PAS and their treatment options to date have been unsuccessful. As of this writing, there is no treatment nor a cure.

Case File: Janice Caplan... a sixty-five-year-old grandmother.

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It was Sunday night, January 22nd, 2023. Evan sighed as he put on his medical mask and grabbed his laptop bag. He was headed over to his grandmother's house for another week's visit. He wished he knew how long this was going to last. It was starting to wear on both his sister and himself.

It wasn't that they didn't like their grandmother. But the level of care she was needing was so much... so much more than they could give.

He looked at the clock as he headed out the door... 9:45pm. He'd be there at 10:00pm, just like always, to relieve his sister. They had week-long duty shifts that had lasted... well... since her symptoms first grew serious in September of 2021.

He slipped his mask off when he got in the car and called his girlfriend on the drive.

Cadence, his girlfriend, answered. "Hi honey."

"Hi babe. I'm heading over to my grandmother's and just wanted to see what you were up to."

"You're over at your grandmother's this week?" she asked, sounding a little annoyed.

"Yeah... Zoe's been there all week."

"Tell me you're still able to go to the party at Jasmine's on Wednesday?"

"I thought that was next Wednesday," he said, surprised. He knew there was going to be a fight now. He could feel it coming.

"No... I said the twenty-fifth." She was annoyed.

"I don't... I don't know," he said, shaking his head. "I'll see if Zoe will take the night for me."

"Yeah, right. Like she ever has before."

"I'm sorry, babe," he said, sincerely. "I really am. It's just... my grandmother needs so much of our attention nowadays."

"Can't you just put her into a facility or something?" she asked. "They have more experience taking care of older people. Certainly more than you two do."

"Babe... we've talked about this," he said. He was starting to get annoyed himself because it always seemed to be the same thing. They argued every time he had to do this. "Don't you understand? For one, we don't have the money. And two, this is not just an old lady needing to be watched. She has a severe medical condition."

"Exactly!" she said, as if that settled everything. "Tell me, Evan. Tell me what you're doing that some nurse's aid can't do."

Evan shook his head and looked out at the nighttime road ahead of him. There were very few cars on it this time of night. If she only knew what the medical condition was... if she only knew what he had to do to help his grandmother through it. She'd leave him for sure. And there was definitely no nurse's aid that was going to do what he had been forced to do for the last year and a half.

"I... I can't have this conversation with you every other week, Cadence," he said. "I'm sorry. But Zoe and I have to do this. If there was some other option, believe me, we would jump on it."

"Maybe I can come over and..."

"No!" he practically yelled, then calmed himself. There was no way she could get involved in this. No way. If his grandmother somehow got a hold of her... "You know with COVID still going around that's not a good idea. Seniors are far more susceptible to catching it."

There was a silent pause on the other end that seemed to last too long. "Just let me know about Wednesday, ok?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll..." and the phone went dead. He took it from his ear and looked at it. Yeah, she hung up on him.

He knew this was hard on her, too, but he needed her. He needed some kind of sanity during all this. He found himself sometimes shaking in fear when she surprised him with a touch. He found himself comparing what she did with what his own grandmother did. It was all too much sometimes.

He drove the rest of the way in silence. He turned off the car when he pulled into his grandmother's driveway, pulling beside Zoe's car. He glanced at the clock before he got out... 9:56pm... perfect timing. Grabbing his computer bag, he unlocked her front door and walked in without even knocking.

"Nana, Zoe, I'm here," he called, but no one answered. "Hello?"

He heard some water splashing in the kitchen and went in to investigate. As he entered through the doorway, he was shocked. His grandmother, Nana, was bent over, one hand on the counter for balance, the other between her legs, obviously masturbating. And masturbating so furiously that she wasn't paying attention to the kitchen sink that was overflowing and splashing water to the floor.

"Nana, what the fuck?" he said as he set his computer bag down and rushed into the room, immediately turning off the water. "What the fuck are you doing? You're gonna flood the whole kitchen!" He reached into the hot water and pulled the drain plug, immediately pulling his hand out and grabbing a towel to dry it off.

"What's wrong with you!" he asked, angry, grabbing his grandmother's shoulders and pulling her up to stand in front of him. "Hello! Nana!" Her eyes were closed, her mouth open as waves of pleasure rolled over her body. He shook her a moment and it was enough to break her from her trance.

"Oh... Hi Evan," she smiled, looking at him with glassy eyes. The room reeked of sex. "When did you get home?"

"Just... come over here," he said, guiding her to one of the kitchen chairs. "Sit down."

"Oh, hey Evan," Zoe said, walking into the room from another archway. "What's going... oh shit!" she said, seeing the water all over the floor and counter top. She quickly opened a drawer, grabbed several towels, and threw them into the pools of water to clean it up.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Evan chastised her. "You know you can't leave her alone!"

"I was going to the bathroom," Zoe said, sopping up the water.

"No, you... you can't leave her alone for that long," he said loudly.

"I can't fucking shit?" she yelled back.

"No!"

"She didn't say anything about having an episode," Zoe yelled, trying to defend herself.

"Stop!" Nana yelled. "Stop!" When the two looked, she was rocking in the chair, her hands on her head, obviously very upset by their arguing.

They stopped yelling and just looked at her for moment. Finally, Evan walked to her. "Come here, Nana. You look kind of tired." He helped her stand and started guiding her towards her bedroom.

"Yeah... I am kinda tired," she agreed, her voice low. She smiled at them, looking weak and frail. "You are the best grandchildren ever. You know that? I'm glad you're taking care of me... and each other, you know, after your parents died."

"Just go lay down for now," he said as they reached her bedroom, guiding her inside. "I'll be in in a second to check on you, ok?" He watched his grandmother slide into the bed and lay down.

Evan mostly closed the door, leaving just a crack open so he could potentially hear her, as he left her alone for a moment, walking back into the kitchen. "Tell me that you at least got a fucking job interview today," he said as Zoe gathered her backpack and coat.

"No... how could I?" she said. "I had classes. Besides, you know no one's hiring during the pandemic. Most people our age are getting laid off."

"You know we need the God-damned money," he said, starting to get frustrated with her. It was like she didn't want to work. All she wanted to do was live off of him while he worked his ass off.

"Look... Evan... I don't know how much more of this I can take," she said sounding very frustrated. "Alright? This damn virus is just... She just needs better care than we can give her. I mean, we're not supposed to be taking care of her all by ourselves."

"Look," he said. "Obviously, she has severe medical issues. But... she's our Nana... so..."

"But taking care of her like this? It's just... wrong," Zoe said. "What we're doing is wrong. There's gotta be another way."

"Look," he said, "we can't afford another way. And all they'd do is tie her down or... or... lock her in some padded room somewhere. They don't know how to deal with this! Can you imagine how badly she'd suffer? So, we have to do this. We have to take care of her. There's no one else."

"If things don't change quick... we aren't going to have a place to live, let alone afford food," she said.

"We'll just have to move in here full time, then," he said. "I'll get rid of my apartment. At least there'll be fewer bills."

"Full-time Nana and zero social life?" Zoe asked.

"Not like there's much of a social life now," he said. "You know we're not supposed to go out unless it's for something like food or medicine."

Zoe shook her head and picked up her book bag and coat. "I just... I don't know how much more I can take."

"Yeah... I get it," he said more calmly. "Just go to the apartment and get some rest. Ok? I got some groceries, so you should be set for the week. I'll see you on Sunday."

Zoe nodded, then walked out the front door.

Slowly, Evan walked to Nana's bedroom door and pushed it open. He wasn't sure if she'd be awake or not, and definitely didn't want to wake her if she was sleeping. But she was lying on the bed, trembling a little after still not getting any relief from her earlier episode.

"Hey Nana," he said as he walked to the bed and sat down, turning to face her.

"Hi sweetie," she said, forcing a smile.

"You ok?"

"Yeah," she said, looking down at the bed. "I'm... I'm sorry, you know. I didn't ask for this... I can't help what's happening to me."

"I know Nana," he said, understanding.

"I just... why don't you and Zoe just go," she said softly. "I can manage this on my own."

Evan shook his head. "Nana... we know you can't," he said. "You tried that, remember? You probably would have starved to death had I not come over to check on you."

"I just..." she said softly. She knew she needed help, but she hated that she was such a burden on him and on his sister. She wished there was some other choice, some other way to handle this. But even a year into it, none of them ever came up with a workable solution.

"Let's not talk about it ok?" Evan said, patting her leg. "We're family. We take care of each other. Let's just... let's just get ready for bed. Ok?"

Nana nodded as he stood. He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, tossing it aside. He unfastened his pants and let them fall, too, kicking them aside. They learned a long time ago that wearing clothes to bed wasn't such a good idea. They almost always got destroyed by one of Nana's... episodes.

Nana slid her dress over her head and tossed it aside as she looked at her well-built grandson. Her body was trembling as her desire soared. His body was still lean and muscular, even after his four years of college, a time when many gained weight. She wasn't sure when he ever exercised, but, right now, she didn't care. She wanted to burn some calories with him.

She palmed her slightly saggy D-cup breasts before she slid back into bed. She still wore her panties, even though they were soaked through. She used to change them several times a day... but it really seemed like too much work any more. She pulled the sheet up over herself as she watched Evan go into the bathroom and shut the door.

Her fingertips circled her nipple as she listened to him go to the bathroom, then brush his teeth. When he finally came out, she could see his slightly erect cock behind his briefs. She licked her lips in excitement.

Even reached up and turned off the bedside lamp. "Good night Nana," he said, settling into his pillow, pulling the sheet over himself as well. He could feel her body moving slightly in the bed beside him.

"Good night, Evan," she whispered. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he said and closed his eyes. He felt her move closer, first by the movement of the mattress, then by the heat of her body, then the feel of her hot, soft skin against his back. Her breasts pressed up against him, her hard nipples jabbing into his flesh as she slid her arm around him and hugged him tight.

She was panting in his ear, her mouth just in inch away from it. She sounded like she was trying to control her breathing, trying to calm herself, trying to will this... this episode... to subside. But she couldn't. It had started a while ago and was building and building...

Evan could feel his cock hardening rapidly. Her breathing in his ear like that, the urgency, the desire, always excited him, even when he didn't want it to. He knew that it was only a matter of time before she could no longer control herself.

He turned to lay on his back. "You ok, Nana?" he whispered.

"No," she said softly. She wished she could say yes, but that would be a really bad lie. "I'm, um," she said, licking her lips. "Can I... can I kiss you?"

Without even waiting for an answer, she leaned forward and slid her lips onto his, kissing him. The suddenness of it took him by surprise, especially the sudden movement of her body over him, her breasts pressing down into his chest.

The kiss broke for a second, as if she was thinking about what she was doing... as if she was fighting it as best she could. But her need and desire overwhelmed her and she kissed him again, a lot more forcefully, driving her tongue into his mouth.

"Kiss me," she moaned, her hands starting to roam his body, stroking his chest and abdomen. "That feels good. Kiss me." She kissed him over and over, long, passionate kisses become more and more urgent. "Now... use your tongue."

"Really Nana?" he asked, shocked, barely able to breath around her kisses.

"Yes," she said. "Stick it out. Kiss me like your girlfriend." He complied, only a little against his better judgement. She was getting him very excited as well. "Yeah that's better. Yes. Kiss me like that."

She sat up on all fours, grabbed his hand and forced him to palm her breast. "Touch my tits. Grab 'em. Yeah, like that. Squeeze it."

"Like that?" he asked, squeezing her soft, supple flesh with both hands. Her breasts seemed to be uncontainable as they spilled out the sides of his hands.

"That's ok," she panted. "But you can do better. Get my nipples in your hands right now."

Evan squeezed her breasts down to her nipples and started rolling them between his fingers.

"Yeah," she hissed, smiling in pleasure. "Harder! That's it." Evan pinched harder, pulling her nipples taut as she hissed and moaned above him. "Come on. Good."

She grabbed his head with one hand and bent down, pressing her breast into his face, guiding it to his mouth.

"Put that mouth on my nipple," she commanded him, getting more and more excited and domineering. "Faster. Oh! That's right. Yes... that's good. Pinch them... hard. That's it. Good. That's what Nana likes." She guided her other breast to his mouth to repeat the process. "Bite it. Bite that fucking nipple. Ahhhhh... that's it!" she wailed.

She suddenly sat up and grabbed her wet panties with both hands. "Take these off me," she said. Evan reached up and helped her pull them down as she straightened each leg. She tugged them hard in her urgency, stretching them far beyond any future use by the time they finally got off her legs.

She grabbed his shaft through his briefs and felt how hard he was getting. "Oh my God, you're hard. Like... really hard!" She grabbed the thin material and pushed it down, forcing it off his body. She crawled towards his feet, pulling and tugging, so that no matter how hard he fought her, they were going to come off.

Slowly she crawled up his body, straddling his legs, running her hands up his thighs. "It looks so... good," she moaned. She grabbed his erection, holding it up in the air. "It's so big and so nice. I'm so horny... and... and you're excited, too! I just... I just have to have it."

"Nana!" he said, trying to free his legs, trying to back away from her. "You can't..." This wasn't the first time they'd fucked. But before every time, Evan, in his head, felt the need to stop her, even if his body didn't want to.

"Don't tease me like that," she growled. Evan could tell that she was just not herself. Her symptoms had grown until they were uncontrollable and she was acting... animalistic. "I'm your fucking grandma. Give me that dick!"

She moved until her pussy was over his cock, her juices dripping on it. He could feel her burning heat over him. She quickly lowered her hips, pushing his cock deep inside her. She was so hot, so wet, that he easily slid inside until their bodies met.

"Ooooh... fuck yes," she moaned, closing her eyes to feel the pleasure. "Damn your dick feels so good."

She put her hands on his chest, her eyes still closed, as she started rocking her hips, moving him in and out of her wetness.

"I'm gonna ride you," she moaned. "Oh yeah... fuck that pussy. Fuck it so hard." She moved faster, her need for an orgasm overriding everything. "Oh... yeah, there you go. Oh God, yeah. Fuck yeah! Oh God. That's so good."

Evan didn't want to enjoy this. He knew it should repulse him, but... he couldn't help how he truly felt. His body betrayed him completely. While she was in her sixties, she kept in good shape. Her body was trim, her breasts large and bouncing. He usually could see her as his doting, old grandma... but not now. Now she was a fucking sex pot.

He felt his cock throbbing, so hard, as her pussy squeezed it over and over again. She was so wet and so hot. He reached up and grabbed her bouncing breasts again, grabbed and rolled her nipples again and it seemed to send to new heights of pleasure.

"Oh, oh, oh... fuck me... fuck me!" she demanded with animalistic grunting and growling. "Yeah... fuck me... fuck me! Oh, fuck I'm so hot. Oh! Yeah! Ah, there it is. There... it... isssssss!" she yelled as she came, her body trembling, her muscles tightening as her pussy gushed forth all over him.